Lands is flame
The clouds glow red
Burial mound
Is opened deads

It’s the last day of mankind
But still left who wish be alive
In consolidation we might
Be resistance over death time
Burn them

We are need only break’s day
In rebut off demons that came
From the forest was a black wall
In pitch battle fire we’ll call
Burn them

All my crave to fly out there
When [bad word] of the green trees
Just be far from suffers and tiers
Lies in river in stillness and clears
Burn them